Stripped bare of foilage
Stark branches sway naked
Seasons stole garments
Bright colors dully faded

Shivering in Autumn breezes
Wearing only dainty underwear
Waiting for snowfalls evening gown
To cloak bark from nature's stare

Curled toes tucked deep in cold hard earth
Fingers outstretched toward sky
Limbs too weak for ascending
Dried blobs of sap tears cried

My trunk hollowed out inside
Empty soul a hopeless pit
Green replaced by yellows and browns
Decayed leaves shedding bit by bit

Stress puts tension on boughs
Wood weakened under weight
Growing old as time increases rings
Til this dying tree completely breaks